When he wrote my life… he thought of you
And when he crafted your story
I was on his mind
Author and finisher
Thought of us both
When he wrote his own
Sad tale
Exuding blood and tears
Knowing the happy ending
Would never be
Without the tragedy
In between.
God when it’s all I see
Let me be held
In hands of hope
and let me trust
in grace.
3 Wild Comments:
Gracie that is both gentle and powerful. It has made me think. I've been preparing a seminar all day and I think I will include your thoughts. As always you inspire me.
Thanks billy...actually it was inspired by the response of a grieving mother to one of my songs... You know how people often say things were written just for them, how when we write what is personal to us it often applies to others as well. I think it applies to the story of our lives even in their dark and regretful times.
ps I'm glad you were written into my story!
and I'm honoured to be written into yours...
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